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Kavy Carter never believed in monsters—until the night one bit her.

One moment, she was walking home alone, thinking about her long shift at the diner. The next, she was on the ground, blood dripping from a bite that shouldn’t be possible. The attacker was too fast, too strong, too inhuman—and then he was gone, leaving her with a wound that burned hotter than fire.

Now, everything is changing.

Her senses are sharper. Her body feels different. And the dreams won’t stop haunting her.

Somewhere in the shadows, Dante Moretti watches, cursing himself for the mistake that could ruin them both.

He never meant to bite her.
He never meant to claim her.

But now, Kavy is bound to him in ways she doesn’t yet understand—and her transformation is only beginning.

She was supposed to be human.
She was never meant to be part of his world.

But the bite sealed her fate.

And now, something far more dangerous than Dante is hunting her.

Kavy doesn’t know what she’s becoming—or why the darkness seems drawn to her. But she won’t go down without a fight. And when the truth comes out, she and Dante will face a choice that could destroy them both.

Because the real danger isn’t the bond between them.
It’s what happens if she fully embraces it.

Sexy Demon is a dark, seductive werewolf romance filled with danger, supernatural mystery, and a bond that cannot be broken.

Sexy Demon

The words echoed in my head, sinking into my skin like an unshakable brand.

My wrists ached from where Dante pinned them above my head, his grip unrelenting, his body pressing into mine like a force of nature.

His breath fanned against my jaw, his lips skimming over my throat in a slow, deliberate torment.

"Fight me all you want, Kavy," he murmured, his voice thick with amusement. "We both know how this ends."

I could struggle, scream, claw my way out of his grasp—

More dangerous than I could comprehend.

My knee jerked upward, aiming for his ribs, but he caught it easily, trapping my leg between his own.

A slow, satisfied smirk curled at his lips.

Hated the way my body betrayed me under his touch.

He tilted his head, studying me like a predator deciding whether to play with its prey or devour it whole.

"You're still holding on to the idea that you can fight this." He tsked, shaking his head. "Stubborn little thing."

His grip on my wrists loosened—just enough for me to rip free.

I pushed against his chest, rolling us over, straddling him before he could react.

I wrapped my hands around his throat, tightening my grip.

"Let me go." My voice was sharp, demanding.

His hands slid up my thighs, settling on my hips. Steady. Possessive.

I pressed down harder, but it didn't faze him.

His piercing eyes locked onto mine, unwavering, waiting—

"You want control, Kavy?" His voice was a velvet trap. "Take it."

I was on my back again, wrists pinned, breath stolen.

His lips were at my ear, voice a dark promise.

"But we both know you never stood a chance."

Chapter 26: A Battle of Wills